Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Typhoon, What Typhoon?

First of all, I must say that I spent the
past weekend mesmerized by Typhoon Phanfone and her intended destruction
swirling down upon Suzuker! And not the race itself so much, although still
curious over how the 'Mega scrum between the Merc' Boyz would go.

And it's easy for Mwah to "Monday
Morning Quarterback" the events, especially from the warmth 'N comfort 'O
my 'Mum's basement Stateside; Uhm, turn the HEAT on Mum; Hya! (So
much for dialing back thy amount 'O scribblin' here in Nofendersville; Geez,
and I don't even get paid for A-L-L of this!)

Thus, going A-L-L wackoid intra-body
sleep-wise; Hey, 'Hobbo, you're complaining 'bout the race-times being too
early; BUTT! I'm completely screwed the other way, staying UP into thy 'Wee
hours each night, as I wanted to know what Y'all would have to say over
"TWINKIEBOY" (Seb' Vettel) running away to la Scuderia before
switching off at the end of Qualie's Q1 session...

Watching the entire Qualie show's replay
Saturday, my mind was more upon the typhoon, along with Vettel's surprise move
than the resultsthemselves, albeit
naturally happy that 'Brittany (Nico Rosberg) had triumphed over thy young
"Louise 'JAGUAR" (Hamilton) for Pole with Valtteri Bottas taking
another excellante third place.

Yet what really got my Goat was thy 'Wee Willie
Buxom (Will Buxton) breaking in to tell us that Typhoon Phanfone had just been
upgraded to Super Typhoon status, i.e.; sustained winds above 150mph; SHEISA!
Along with the words Structural Damage being repeatedly bandied about and
Whiskey Tango Foxtrot indeed! Why aren't we moving the race's starting time at
least forward on Sunday?

Hello Mr. E, we'd like to change the TV Broadcast
time on Sunday; Herroe, Herroe? Hmm? The line went DEAD!

Having been to Suzuka Circuito twice,
including Twenty-oh-Four's encounter with a typhoon, I still remember vividly
walloping in the mud whilst trying not to step upon any of the rabid Japanese
fans tarplined seating areas that they hover over fanatically the entire
weekend!

Yet after falling
on my Keister while locals looked on in amusement, I simply walked upon them
instead whilst trying to slither along the fence-line above the track!

thus, I was in 100% agreement with Messer
Buxton when he said on camera he had ZERO% empathy for the promoters; as the
fans have been there since 8AM Sunday morning in order to NOT miss a single bit
of action and they (the promoter's, nee Honda) were offered a minimum of two
chances to change the race's start time! Uh, NO Will, you're being kind, as the
fans most likely have been there since 8AM Friday!

And I just couldn't believe that Formula 1
was going to let this MADNESS occur... Oh wait a minute, I almost forgot its
Uncle Bernaughty's show; FUCK! Recalling how the Hungarian Grand Prix MUST GO
ON! Even when the Danube River was FLOODING
precariously close by the racetrack! (A
few years ago...)

So I waited up 'til 10:30PM Pacific (Saturday
night) to watch the Pre-raceshow, along
with the start which seemed muddled at best, as"Peacock-lite" (NBCSN) came back from another annoying
commercial break with the carscirculating
behind the Safety Car for 9-laps; the race having started this way before being
summarily Red-flagged for Yuhs guessed I-T; RAIN! As why did this remind me of
the time I sat up 'til 3AM thru an endless RAIN delay at the Korean Grand Prix;
SHEISA!

Staying up 'til midnight (Saturday) before
tuning out, opting to watch the replay Sunday afternoon instead... The whole
time thinking if ANY FansDIEbecause of this insistence to keep
everythingy Hunky Dory for television's sake, i.e.; almighty Dinero! Then, well
I really cannot say what I'm thinking here, eh!

While I'm loathe
to scribble 'bout the quirkiness of the medical helicopter, Bianchi's
replacement or the lack of news coverage upon the ravaging typhoon's after
effects...

As I pity A-L-L of the fans who'll need to
get home or hunkered down somewheres before Mrs. Phanfone arrives! Along with pitying
everyone trying to slog their way somewheres in the DARK, COOL, WET 'N GLOOMY
WEATHER!

But Hey! The Show Must GO On! As I feel sorry
for all of the lad's needing to pack up Bernie's circus, deliver it on-time to
the Airports and hope it all gets out safely, most notably A-L-L of the team's
personnel, along with the countless reporters, camera people, etc, aswhat a
FUCKING NIGHTMARE!

Only three
American Servicemen killed? Ah, a typical news report, with NO mention of locals,
only our vaunted military, while nearly 10,000 homes are without power, which
if that's all, then Japan got off lightly!